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Show Something New to Her. A Highland lady chatting with a neighbor told that one of the village girls was just marjied, and opined that she had been 'an auld maid owerlang" to take kindly to matrimony. "An auld maid," she added, "is like to be awful ignorant where men folks are concerned." "She is that!" assented the neighbor. "De ye mind my husband's hus-band's brither? He was a schulmas-ter schulmas-ter a weel-built, weel-faured man as ye may ken, we' graid shouthers an' gey tall. A' weell, Sandy McLean's mither had a gatherin' at her boose one e'en, an' when they a' cam' to gae their ways hame the men tuik the maids an' saw them to their biding places. My brlther-in-law tuik an auld maid wha keepit a wee shop in the toon. When they reached their journey's end, he aye bent to kiss her cheek, as was the custom in seein' hame. Noo Jeannot (the auld maid) was in a gret fluster. 'Oh! Mr. Cameron,' Cam-eron,' say she an' she was all in a tremmle 'what am I to dae? Must I lift my veil?"' |